I worked up my nerve to go rock climbing again but barely. I haven't been climbing since Jan. 29th, my last day of class at the Center of Clayton. I think that I was reluctant to go because I was having such a hard time getting to the top of the wall.
I agreed to go with two of my buddies from work but as I was driving to Upper Limits, I felt little butterflies in my stomach. I wanted to turn around but felt like it would be rude to have someone waiting for me.
Jessica and her mother offered reassurance but escorted me right inside the wild zone.
Rock climbing is fascinating and it's interesting to watch people as they tackle a variety of routes.
To my surprise, I was able to make it up the wall four times before my arms gave out. I've been locked in this weight loss battle for so long that I failed to realize that I am in much better shape. This route was my toughest one. I don't remember if it was a 5.6 or 5.7 but, with encouragement, I made it up. Yay!